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PART ONE

It all started innocently enough. I know that's what everyone says but it certainly wasn't my intention for things to end up the way they did.

My wife died about 20 years ago. For around five years I didn't know what to do with myself, then I discovered the joys of gay sex and was fully-fledged in that lifestyle for a long time keeping it all hidden from my family who thankfully live a long way away. Over that time there wasn't much I didn't try or do to someone else, and we usually did it raw. Unfortunately it bit me on the ass in the end and I ended up poz. It didn't worry me too much as I knew it was gonna happen sooner or later & I was still taking pretty good care of myself despite the fact my daughter was still under the impression I must be living a lonely life. Far from it in fact!

The house I had was pretty big though & I was intending to buy a smaller place, seeing it was only me living there aside from any overnight/weekend/weekly "guests" I might have had. My daughter had the great idea of sending her son to help me pack up the house over around a week or so. I didn't think I needed any help but she thought "it'll be good for him & you'll need the company". Great. I didn't have any problems with the boy, he was about 20 years old, straight and a lovely guy but by God the kid was dumb. I'd also heard that some of my "friends" were gonna be in town for a few days and I was intending to catch up with them. Timing! My sex drive wasn't a patch on what it used to be but I was looking forward to catching up with them for some drinks & a good gossip.

I'd been up pretty late watching some porn so the banging on the door at 10am came as a bit of a shock. I staggered to the door and was greeted by Brett's smiling face. "Hey there gramps! It's so good to see you!" He stepped inside & gave me a big hug. I tended to only catch up with them round Xmas time and wasn't on social media so I had no idea how much he'd grown, or to be more precise, bulked up. The boy was in fantastic shape.

"Thought I'd get here nice & early to get a full day's work in" he said. I can't fault the kid's attitude I guess. "You don't look ready though!" He laughed. "Is there anywhere you want me to start while you have a shower & breakfast?"

"Um....sure...the garage I guess?" I replied in my morning haze.

"Sure, I'll get straight to it!"

About half an hour later with a full belly & a clean body I walked out to my garage. Brett had done a power of work and I could see a bunch of boxes set up for me to determine whether to keep, throw or store. His body showed at too as his young body was coated in sweat. "Wow boy, there'll be nothing left for me to do at this rate!"

"I know gramps. Once I get to that part of the garage behind the sheet it'll all be done!" Oh fuck, I thought to myself, I'd forgotten about that this morning.

One of the things I really used to love particularly when I was "entertaining", was to use a sex sling. It didn't really worry me too much if I was giving or receiving, I just loved using the damn thing. God knows how many times I seeded a guy or received it myself in that thing. The stories it could tell! I only just realised that my grandson was just about to reveal it. "Well Brett, looks like you could probably do with a break, I'll take it from here!"

"No way Gramps, I'm just getting started!" and then the idiot walked over to the sheet and pulled it back. "WOW!!!! What's this Gramps?" My face went bright red (and it's a long time since I've been embarrassed) thinking the secret was well & truly revealed now. "You & Grandma must've got up to all sorts of stuff huh?" By God, how dumb is this kid, she's been dead for nearly twenty years! How sentimental does he think I am!

"Ahhhhh yeah, well you know...I was hoping you wouldn't see that" I stammered, thankful for him being so naïve & stupid. "It used to get a bit of work, not so much any more." That part was at least true, he just didn't know that it wasn't his grandmother that was on the receiving end.

"So how does it work Gramps? There's a seat & stirrups and a few things here." The dumb boy sat up in the seat, put one of his legs up into the stirrups and was trying with his other one.

You know how in movies there's the cliché where a docile animal or person will get a taste for blood or something will just trigger a different side of their personality and then they'll become a maniac. As I looked over to the sling, it wasn't my grandson that I saw. My insatiable sex drive returned and it was a sweaty well-built young man in little to no clothing with his legs spread who was more or less totally helpless.

I smiled and I could feel my cock hardening as I walked over to the sling. "I can show you how it works if you like..."

END OF PART ONE

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PART TWO

"Hahaha, sounds fun Gramps. Just don't strap me in too securely!"

As an experienced user, I was well aware of how to make it seem the restraints were only lightly tied but they'd hold the guy firmly in place. "Now how does that feel?"

"Yeah, I think I get the idea of it. Wow, it feels pretty amazing from here but I bet it's better at your end! You kinda feel pretty exposed" Looking closer at his sweaty ass in his short shorts, I couldn't believe it - he wasn't wearing briefs!

I could see him struggling to get out, just as I thought (& planned) he had no chance at all. "Did you need a hand there?"

"Yeah, I can't seem to get out! Maybe if I hold onto you to get a bit more leverage..." Saying that, he put his arms around my neck to try & pull himself out. Of course, that only resulted in the sling starting to rock and bringing me closer, my cock almost resting against him.

I could see that his attempts to pull himself out of the sling had actually meant his shorts had slipped further down, almost exposing his hole! "God Gramps, imagine if someone saw us now, what would we say?"

"Well it's a damn god thing the door's locked," I replied. "No-one's gonna be surprising us that's for sure." Well, aside from the surprise I had in store for my grandson at least!

As his attention was diverted looking over at the door, I was able to slide his shorts down a little further, finally exposing his sweaty hole. In the same motion, I pulled down my shorts, releasing my rock hard cock. That's what years of experience gets you!

He swung back towards me, unaware of what was waiting for him. As he rolled back, my cock rested between his cheeks, poking at his hole. "Shit Gramps, what's going on?!?!"

"Oh sorry buddy," I replied. "I guess seeing someone in the sling just brought back old memories and feelings and I couldn't help myself. You know what it's like getting flashbacks I'm sure." I looked down, pretending to be ashamed but in actual fact seeing how close I was to being inside his hole.

"I know, Mom said you're still upset about Grandma. You still think about her don't you?"

"I guess, I just get so lonely sometimes." I looked up at him, trying to get my eyes all misty, it wasn't the only thing I wanted wet though! "If you wanted to you could help me by....no you couldn't"

"What Grandpa?" He asked innocently, leaning towards me, meaning my cock was just a little bit closer.

"Would it be alright if I had sex with you? I know you're straight (I WAS CAREFUL WITH MY WORDING!!) and that you're my grandson but it'd make me so happy."

"Of course Gramps, I'd do anything to make you happy. No-one's gonna come in and surprise us are they?"

"No, not with the garage locked." I'd made VERY sure of that!

"Well, I can't believe I'm saying this Gramps, but sure. You'll be gentle won't you?"

"Tell you what, you tell me how I'm doing and I'll follow your lead OK? I've got some stuff in the house that'll make it easier for you if you want?" The poor kid nodded back to me, if only he knew what was coming. "OK boy, I'll go & get it. Don't go anywhere OK?" I figured a bit of humour would relax the kids nerves.

"As if I could!" he laughed back. I tried to hide my aching hard-on as I ran inside to fetch my supplies.

END OF PART TWO

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